She could hear the strains of the Strauss waltz in the background as shestood chatting with the other single young women. Emily was distractedby the s...ght of the tall handsome man heading in their direction. Shethought he looked familiar but she just couldn't place him. He lookedstunning in his military uniform, his white hair and goatee, but whatheld her attention most were his piercing eyes. She felt as though shecouldn't breathe for a moment. There was dead silence among the ladiesas he. Whenever someone was near us, we kept our voices low or stopped flirting. After a lot of laugh, we kept on going back to the residential part of the island. The pass was through the woods. No one was there, except for the birds, singing. I stretched my hand behind her waist and slightly held her closer as we were walking. No resistance from her side. I slightly moved my hand on the curve of her waist, and moved a bit lower to caress the upper part of her hips. It was then when she put her hand. We want it looking spick and span for the second fight tomorrow." Only one fight? Won't the crowds be a bit disappointed?"Francine was surprised that all these onlookers should have come here just to see one contest. And she was sure one of the combatants would be unable to continue for three whole rounds. Very likely one or even both would be out of it before round number one had ended."Maybe they will be. You have a point there, Francine. What a clever girl you are! Maybe we can find female. I was having a difficult time understanding how this unsophisticated young woman from a small town in the Midwest could have mastered the techniques of sexual prowess, almost overnight, while being in bed with me. She was learning on the fly, so to speak. What else would she come up with to surprise me? I went to bed and tried to think of anyone, anything but her.I awoke the next morning slowly, dreaming of her, naturally. And like most men on most mornings, I awoke with a rock hard woody to go.